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"Now you're satisfied, right?"

the policeman asked, afraid that he would make another request.

Wu Dong shrugged his shoulders, declining to comment.

Two policemen carried him to the left and right of a police car. Wu Dong lowered his head and sat inside.

The police car slowly drove out of the police station, and Wu Dong didn't ask them where they were sending him to.

In any case, he was still afraid that the enemy might not be able to take him down.

The two short-haired police officers looked at Wu Dong, the god of pests, as he walked out of the police station, and laughed sinisterly. "Call him cocky, we'll talk about it after tomorrow!"

Li Ziruo was baffled after hearing Wu Dong's call.

Wu Dong said that the old man would come over in a few days, and said that he had already told her about it.

This was something that had never happened before!

He also said, "Find some time to get things done."

He didn't know where to start.

Li Ziruo called Jiang Xue and asked him about the situation.

She immediately noticed the change.

Wu Dong seemed to be transmitting something to her through the phone.

As Wu Dong sat on the carriage, he prayed that Li Ziruo could understand what he meant.

He was being watched by a group of police officers, so he was unable to explain the situation clearly. He could only use a flirt to probe the situation of the poisoned patients from Jiang Xue's mouth.

It seemed that the situation of the patients over there was still going on over and over again. If he couldn't find a way to treat them, then several more patients would probably lose their lives.

The reason why he called Li Ziruo was simple, he wanted her to invite the old man over.

The old man was very experienced, which was something that was difficult for Wu Dong to reach.

If the old tutor came, he might still have a chance to find out the truth behind the poison.

The policemen carrying Wu Dong got further and further away. Wu Dong looked around and saw that the place was completely dark and full of people.

In the rearview mirror he saw the policeman glance at him, his eyes dark.

Wu Dong became alert, and made the worst preparations.

It could be said that these police officers who had been ordered to do so were fearless and audacious, wanting to find a place to secretly kill him.

Wu Dong could not help but feel unease in his heart. If he really reached that step, he was not afraid.

However, even if he managed to escape, the crime of being a fugitive would still be proven.

Wouldn't that be perfect for the mastermind who framed him?

He might not be able to escape, but neither should he.

In a dilemma, Wu Dong couldn't think of a suitable method at the moment.

If it was absolutely necessary, it was not impossible for a fugitive to become a fugitive.

At that time, he had let go of his hands and feet, but instead, there was a lot less hesitation.

When he thought of this, his mood steadied, and he even started to talk to the police officer in front of him.

"Your face is slightly pale, and your ears are flushed. Have you been waking up from your dreams recently?"

Wu Dong looked at the police driving and immediately made a diagnosis.

The police officer who was driving the car did not say anything. The police officer who was driving the car shouted, "Stay still and don't talk nonsense."

Wu Dong sighed: "What a pity, such a pity."

When he said it, his expression was filled with regret.

The police driving the car didn't care at first, but Wu Dong's eyes kept looking at him, making him feel uneasy.

He could not help but say, "You doctors just like to scare people off. You can tell that anyone is sick. "

"Forget it, I won't say anything more." Who doesn't have something hard to say! "

Wu Dong sighed again.

"Hey, I said you're fat, and now you're panting."

The driver glanced back at him. "You tell me, what's so hard about me?"

"Heh heh."

Wu Dong acted like a gangster, "Do you often feel stinging pain when you're trying to relieve yourself? The matters in the room are a bit too much for me. "

The driver's face turned red at his words. His colleague laughed and said, "Brother, you are quite sick!"

He let out a lecherous laugh.

The nervous atmosphere in the car had been disrupted, and with Wu Dong's flowery words, the driver had indeed been drunk and lustful back then, but now he was sick.

Wu Dong's few words caused the driver to nod his head and bow.

As he drove, he asked Wu Dong for the prescription.

The car drove all the way to the entrance of the jail in the suburbs, but it didn't stop there.

The driver noted down the prescription from Wu Dong and said a few words of thanks.

After that, he was courteously sent to the jail. Even the guards there were amazed.

After both parties handed over the formalities, the guards took Wu Dong away.

The driver walked over to the other guard, handed him two cigarettes, and whispered for a moment.

The guard parted two cigarettes and found a wad of bills in them.

The guard nodded and took the cigarette.

Before leaving, the driver could not help but look back at the gate of the detention center and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, Dr. Wu, we were just doing things for others, don't blame me."

The prison guard brought Wu Dong to a room and made him take out all his belongings and put them into a plastic basket. Then he made him confirm the goods list and sign his name.

Then he took him to another room, where he stripped him and searched him from head to toe.

When he was young, Wu Dong used to swim in the river bare-butt in the small mountain village. Only when he was seventeen or eighteen did he realize how shy he was.

This was the first time in his life that he had stripped naked in front of a few strangers.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he still took off all his clothes and spread his arms for the guards to check.

The prison guard used his rough hands to pinch Wu Dong's body, but Wu Dong did not say anything.

However, the unnatural expression on his face betrayed him. Even though he was calm, there were times when he felt guilty.

The prison guard coldly snorted as he thought to himself, "He's still a fledgling. This kid's skin and flesh is so tender, he must be feeling much better."

After the inspection and the necessary procedures were completed, Wu Dong changed into his prison uniform.

He carried the bedding and followed the guard to the cell.

If it was an ordinary person who had gone through such an incident, putting aside breaking down on the spot, the pressure in their heart would be extremely heavy as well.

However, Wu Dong quickly got used to it. He comforted himself: "Anyway, I'm innocent, so I'll just treat it as having another life experience."

Thinking of this, his heart felt a lot more at ease.

The prison guard also didn't expect that this little chick would adapt so quickly.

He couldn't help but turn his head back to take a few more looks, thinking, "There will be a time when you cry later."

The guard opened a cell door, opened it and pointed inside, "Find yourself a place!"

It was already late at night after a full day of suffering.

The cell was as black as ink. Only when the door was opened, there was a small patch of light on the ground.

There were two rows of iron beds in the cell, and in the corner, there was a potty pit.

The prisoners slept in their beds, breathing steadily.

Only a few people raised their heads to look at the door before quickly lying down.

Wu Dong walked into the cell room, and the prison guard shouted out, "Wang Fugui, step out!"

A prisoner jumped up from the lower bunk, put on his shoes, and, before he could put them on, trotted over.

When he and Wu Dong met at the door, Wu Dong recognized him.

He was surprised to see Wu Dong, but he was surprised to see his for a moment.

He ran to the door and stood respectfully. "Here!"

This Wang Fugui was actually a Director Wang.

A few days ago, he was detained because of the gun-related incident, and the scene was also sealed up.

In his case, the sentence was at least ten years old.

The Jade Words Gang lay dormant, waiting for the sound of the wind to pass, wanting to keep his reputation in their pockets.

In a single night, he had gone from being a hooligan who commanded the wind and rain to being a prisoner.

These days he stayed in the detention center, waiting for the court's final verdict.

Wu Dong did not conceal his astonishment: This is really a narrow path for enemies.

The guard knocked on the metal door with his short stick. "What are you looking at? Go to sleep."

Wu Dong retracted his gaze and slowly walked into the depths of the prison. He stayed there for a few seconds, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the light.

He scanned the area, only to find that there was no one sleeping on the lower bunk near the pool.